My second trip to Kingston totally made sense. I got a better picture of the city, got to see a couple more neighborhoods, and took a bunch of pictures of course. In a way I have a love/hate relationship with Kingston, my mood there is up and down too … for example, my last day there sucked, I spent all day inside staring at the computer (Kingston is not a city where you just walk around and make friends with locals) – but than that night I hung out some serious gangsters, took pictures of guns and stuff, I can’t go into details here. But at the end of the night no one could take the smile off my face. (via Freshngood)